I completely apologize for the long gaps in my posting. I really don't mean to it's just that it takes 'something' to get me going and well it being summer holiday gave me a bit of inspiration. I'm personally a little worried that my writing isn't the same, i'm sure i've noticed a difference but i hope that hasn't taken anything away from the story.
Please review to tell me how it is and what you think's gonna happen next as it may seem completely predictable for the next couple of chapters (i've got them laid out in my head, it's just writing them which is the problem) but this is just the start of the chlex relationship. If you've got any suggestions please feel free to say as all the ideas would help.
Sorry again for not being consistant.
glo xxx
Too Little…

POV: Lex

Arriving back in the mansion, I head straight to my bedroom expecting to find Gwen asleep. Instead, my bed is empty and neat. For a moment, I wonder whether I was wrong about giving up on the spy hunt. But then, my ears prickle at the sound of water running in my en-suite, and Gwen's arms snake around my body.

"Did you miss me?" she says, brushing her lips against my ears.

"Of course. Did you get up to anything exciting in my absence?"

"Nope," she says breathlessly, "just waiting for you. I had a few things to show you, remember?"

"Maybe you should refresh my memory," I say. In response, she moves around me with sensual touches and kisses me roughly on the lips. While our kiss deepens, our hands roam each other's bodies and we disrobe. Once completely nude, she pulls away slightly letting me take a good look at her. She does the same and I smirk before pursuing her, but she puts a finger to my lips and says,

"Let's take a bath," and leads me towards the sound of running water.

POV: Chloe

Looking at my computer screen I see the time; 6:30am. I don't always start so early, it's just I have a few things to do. All I need now is to find the motive for the sweet Georgina Newton lying about her name and dating Lex - he's not that much of a stud, but he does have his moments. What am I doing? – Focus Chloe focus. I take a swig of coffee, hit the print button and throw on my jacket all in one move.

"I thought I'd find you here."

"Clark!" what the hell is he doing here, shouldn't he be rolling around in the grass with Lana? I'm completely stunned.

"Chloe, I think we should talk about Lana and me,"

"What is there to talk about? You're dating – conversation over," as I say this I pack my satchel and close it. The printout has finished, and the sound has gotten Clark's attention. He picks it up,

"Georgina Newton?" he says, giving me the classic clueless-Clark-Kent look.

"I'm investigating why the class geek looks incredibly similar to Lex Luthor's flavour of the week."

POV: Lex

My eyes are shut, but I can hear the taps of high heels. I suddenly feel very uncomfortable in my sleeping position, and I try to adjust myself, but I can't. You can't get paralysed from great sex, can you? I try to move my hands – they work. Thinking this is a strange dream, I open my eyes to reality and realise that I'm in my study. Tied and gagged to a chair. In panic, I attempt to yell and rock myself. The sound of heels emerge once more, and Gwen is now standing in front of me. Shit. She is a fucking spy. She lowers herself in front of me and I get a good view of her breasts. I look away in protest. She's kidnapped me. The bitch has kidnapped me.

"I don't mind if you look, I am your girlfriend."

I wriggle violently trying to free myself. What the hell is this all about? What does she want? Every time I attempt to speak, my words get lost through the duct tape and the only sound made is a mumble. I eventually stop in fatigue.

"Oh, silly Lex. I know, I'll help you calm down," she says moving toward me and stroking my cheek. I immediately turn away. She takes this opportunity to kiss my neck, but I resist her. "What happened Lex? It was only a few hours ago you moaned when I did this. But don't think I'll give up that easy, I've got another idea."

POV: Chloe

"Clark, you really don't have to be here. I'm sure you'd rather assist Lana in the talon."

He stopped dead in the hall, "Chloe, you're my friend too," yeah, and that's all I'll ever be. I continue walking down the halls of Smallville High in search of the principal's office. Upon finding it, I check the door, "it's locked. Stay here, the window's open. I'll go round," I say, walking off.

"Chloe wait, it's open."

What? That's strange, "how did you do that?"

"It was just stuck, I guess."